Bab 327: The Surge Of The Dormant Prowess

An air of alarm permeated the castle as the king's aide burst into the throne hall, his hand tightly clutching a small note that had just arrived.

He hurriedly made his way towards the king and bowed deeply in a show of respect before him, but his expression was grave, revealing the imperative situation.

"Your Majesty, there is an urgent message from our surveillance team," the aide informed, his voice laced with concern. "Several fleets of the Cassian army have been sighted, making their way towards Agathe Islands!"

"What?"

King Ronan's booming voice echoed through the hall. He swiftly descended from his throne on the dais, approaching the aide hastily.

The aide extended the small note to the king, who grabbed it without hesitation. His eyes scanned the written lines, absorbing the information it contained.